After Assistant Salted Fish was targeted by President Ba

Fang Chuli didn't sleep well at this time. He was woken up by Wen Ling's voice, and he was still a little confused when he opened his eyes. When he saw the phone screen, he was about to get up in panic.

"Hey, you want to do it, but you are afraid of being seen." Wen Ling took him under his arms and touched his hot side face, "Why are people in front of you and behind you?"

"Have you sobered up? Shall I mix some honey water for you?"

Fang Chuli can't face drinking, and this kind of thing is about to show his face. He grabbed Wen Ling's bathrobe and shook his head: "I'm sober."

Kissing these things, in those bright summers, dry deep winters, sweet and cool soda smell, and, in the frosty nights, the object of Wen Ling's imagination is a young man named Fang Chuli.

That young man has never had any impurities since he was a child, and he has the same emotional appearance in his heart, so he smiles when he wants to, and his eyes always reflect the radiant light; Aggressiveness bursts out everywhere, but Wen Ling can think of the word sexy.

This is truly beauty in the eye of the beholder.

But Wen Ling didn't think much about the present, he didn't kiss that pure boy, but kissed Mr. Fang, who was in his robes.

Fang Chuli was drunk and had a lot of strength in his hands, so he rolled over when Wen Ling knelt on the bed.

Face to face, the young master's eyes are as bright as stars, Wen Ling uses his lips to pick up the starlight, the tip of his tongue touches the trembling eyelashes, and he can't help walking through the delicate "swamp" with his hands.

The swamp shivered violently, and the wind was blowing under the moonlight, brushing against Wenling's cheeks. Wenling fell into this damp, greasy, hot place, entangled with it, and was willing to be wrapped and drowned in it.

Fang Chuli's fingers ran through Wen Ling's hair, his bones and muscles were numb, and he gasped in pain: "Take it easy..."

Wen Ling bit his tongue on the teeth marks on his mouth, and left several red marks.

"Does it hurt?"

He felt Fang Chuli's tension, and the tendency to escape in the future: "Nonsense."

The strength on Wen Ling's arm became stronger, and he smiled: "Only pain? No other feeling?"

Fang Chuli's breathing was in a mess, and he held his breath and did not speak.

The feeling of struggle became more and more intense, and Wen Ling's strength gradually increased, those red marks looked pitiful.

"Also..." Fang Chuli was confused, his tone was unnatural, and there was shyness between his teeth, "It's still a little cool..."

Wen Ling let out a muffled laugh, without intentionally suppressing his voice, Young Master Fang was even more ashamed, and pushed him: "Don't do it tonight, Wen Ling, you're just a Teddy."

"very painful!"

He didn't push it away seriously, but made a mess of his nightgown, adding to the feeling of wanting to refuse.

Wen Ling let go of him, saw his eyes tremble, and saw him get up, Fang Chuli was so surprised that he couldn't move.

"What are you going to do?"

Wen Ling pursed his lips, straightened his pajamas, and took out the amulet: "At first I didn't know what you were thinking, and I didn't taste it. This is the amulet my grandma gave me."

He specially emphasized the words "Grandma gave it to me".

This time Fang Chuli didn't stop Wen Ling from putting on the peace talisman, and the blood thread wrapped around the young master's neck and Wen Ling's heart.

"It can be said that this is my sincerity, but it is not a prayer for atonement."

Wen Ling lowered his head slowly, kissed Fang Chuli, traced along his cheek, and slowly kissed the red line.

That night, Wen Ling watched the peace talisman keep swaying, the red thread was pulled at Fang Chuli's collarbone, the golden thread outlined the afterimage, and even Wen Ling's own eyes were red with restlessness.

Fang Chuli touched the end of his eyes, like a drowning person wanting to breathe fresh air.

But was quickly pushed into the deep sea by Wenling.

I only did it once that night. The two of them had been busy with work all day, and they were arguing with Gu Zhenyu and the others. No matter how energetic they were, Wen Ling hugged Fang Chuli, counting his knuckles aimlessly, playing After an unknown period of time, the breathing of both of them gradually sank.

But on the second day, after lunch, Fang Chuli's set of drinking madness at night arrived.

When he first saw the cover, Fang Chuli was quite silent, trying to play dumb.

But when Wenling opened the box, he was very curious. It was a double curiosity of mind and body.

So for a weekend, they fully satisfied their curiosity.

On the fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year, Fang Chuli was going home, and Wei Xixi finally saw Wenling.

He also asked Shu Wang to have dinner, but Shu Wang went abroad to participate in some scientific information security technology exchange conference, Wen Ling could only wait for him to come back to China to have dinner together.

"Honey!" Wei Xixi's expression was very exaggerated. Finally, it's not summer yet, wearing a thick off-white dress and a white down jacket, "I thought you were really gone!"

Wen Ling relaxed all over: "How can it be."

"Yo," Wei Xixi looked at the dessert in front of her, raised her brows, "'How can that be'! That's not something that Assistant Wen could say a few days ago."

"Eat something, you won't be able to stop your mouth if you eat it." Wen Ling smiled.

Wei Xixi could tell from his face that the spring breeze in Wenling had blown the earth ahead of time, so he asked him, "You two, are you done?"

Wen Ling showed his white teeth in a smile and wanted to open his mouth.

"It's okay, no need to describe, just give me a friendly environment as I'm currently single, just accept what you want."

Wen Ling: "..."

But Wei Xixi, let’s say she’s a gossip. Ever since I met Wenling, I didn’t ask much after knowing that the assistant was interested in the boss. At most, I asked her every day; Keeping up with these matters, and as soon as Wen Ling got the news, he frantically asked about the current situation.

And now, Wei Xixi's eyes are full of seeking.

Her eyes are huge, and she has to wear make-up and colored contact lenses, like a pretty little fairy, making Wen Ling feel more and more uncomfortable.

"Just ask what you want."

"I know you two grew up together, but when did you fall in love with that young master?" Wei Xixi curled her lips, "Usually you don't show off the mountains, but you still act like 'ah, be that young master' The assistant looks really uncomfortable, did you feel guilty when facing me?"

Wen Ling was a little taken aback: "Why are you guilty?"

"No?"

"It's really hard to be his assistant," Wen Ling said honestly, "I don't know if the other party likes you or not, and I can't say anything when I look at him all day long, so I have to avoid doing anything to avoid suspicion, but he still gives me advice every day. You're causing trouble..."

Wei Xixi hurriedly covered her ears: "Let me go, please? You don't need to cook glutinous rice balls with dog meat soup on the fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year!"

"How can this be uncomfortable, this is simply flirting in the office!"

Wen Ling was taken aback for a moment, and Wei Xixi's words suddenly made him clear. It stands to reason that Fang Chuli is not a dandy, nor is he squandering his family's property. The strictest in the district.

But Mr. Fang created many points of dispute for Wenling in this strictness. There will be some small frictions in terms of partner evaluation, income, sharing, and even negotiation time.

And these frictions are all before meeting the partner.

To really face the tug-of-war of the partner, it is also difficult to deal with, or the partner itself is not easy to talk about.

Wenling has always had a misunderstanding. When encountering a lot of disputes, he magnifies his disagreement with Fang Chuli, thinking that he is very difficult to deal with.

It turns out that this young master has been acting like a baby in this clumsy and reckless way.

Wen Ling now interprets Fang Chuli's awkwardness as being coquettish.

"Yo," Wei Xixi twitched the corner of his mouth, "Your expression, what did I say to your heart? You smile too much! Is this the man in love!"

Wen Ling touched his chin: "Is there?"

"It's my treasure!" Wei Xixi turned the mirror, "Look at it, look at it for yourself, since you saw me, the corners of your eyes and mouth have never disappeared! You almost flew out just now!"

"It's not that exaggerated." Wen Ling looked at his half-closed eyes in the small mirror, he was indeed smiling.

On the surface, he was the same as usual, but the emotion in his eyes could never be concealed by anything.

"Today is the New Year's Eve," Wen Ling cleared his throat, tidied himself up from the inside out, looked at Wei Xixi, "Shall I give you a bag?"

The hair of Wei Xixi, who loves bags like his life, is about to turn up, and his eyes are astonishingly big: "Send it to me? Although you two are safe and sound, the money still can't be refunded. This can't cover your debt!"

"No, when I get paid, I'll give you the rest of the money in one go."

Wei Xixi made an "OK" gesture.

Chinese New Year is no better than the Spring Festival. During the Spring Festival, everyone goes home for a reunion. There are almost no people on the street. This year, the Chinese New Year and Valentine’s Day are on the same day, and the streets are full of couples.

Wen Ling remembered Fang Chuli's voice on the phone early in the morning saying that he didn't want to go home.

Like the "little lion" who was about to roar childishly, but was persuaded by Assistant Wen to go back.

Wei Xixi tsk tsk beside him: "Assistant Wen, this season, I don't seem to be suitable to look at bags with you."

Wen Ling agreed: "Indeed."

"Others may see us as a good match," Wei Xixi glanced at the waiter at the two of them, and couldn't help laughing, "But we both look like men and women who don't know each other."

"Brother, take me to buy this bag," Wei Xixi said suddenly, holding a bag with a heart-shaped pattern of white pendant gold chains, looking at Wenling, with a pretentious voice, "Will your wife be angry if she finds out? ?”

The waiter who was about to introduce this bag stopped for a moment, and the smile on his face disappeared completely.

Wei Xixi's voice was even more artificial, seeing the corner of Wen Ling's mouth twitching.

"I will definitely be angry, hey, 'sister' has a really bad temper, you must be under a lot of pressure when you are with him." Wei Xixi's eyes were fancying this, and she stuck out her tongue with a smile, "It's not like I just want to know if you are tired from work and if you have eaten well, I only feel sorry for my brother."

Wen Ling had goosebumps all over his body. Although he was no longer surprised by her behavior, he still couldn't bear it.

Wei Xixi couldn't bear it herself, shook her body, turned her head and called the waiter: "I want this bag, don't get me wrong, he and I..."

A shadow suddenly shrouded in front of her eyes, she first smelled a faint fragrance, and then saw a padded jacket with blue vertical stripes of English letters on the arm passing by her eyes.

Wen Ling was first patted on the shoulder by someone, the force was really strong, the man didn't let go of his hand, and directly squeezed his shoulder tightly.

"I said I'm going to pick you up, why aren't you at home," Fang Chuli's voice sounded, and his breath was very dangerous, "So I'm here to buy bags..."

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Thank you 13579 for the 10 bottles of nutrient solution!ok~

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